True Tilda - Chapter 18. Down Avon
CHAPTER XVIII. DOWN AVON" O, my heart! as white sails shiver, And crowds are passing, and banks stretch wide, How hard to follow, with lips that...
CHAPTER XVIII. DOWN AVON" O, my heart! as white sails shiver, And crowds are passing, and banks stretch wide, How hard to follow, with lips that...
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